Gaia’s Art

The world around me resonates

to the most amazing tune;

from the deepest greenest forest

to the stark beauty of a dune.

I wish I had the words to speak

the views seen from my heart;

there is no thing more Holy

than sweet Gaia’s art.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

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